Eyes bleed like creep
Demons mess with my sleep how can I dream
Get up run but got shackles up on my feet
Tryna follow God's pace
Get my followers cop my momma some space
Then I'll dip y'all gon look at me like I'm Mase
Take a look at my face i'm predetermined
Hit squad like I'm Eric sermon
Mile high might fly a Virgin
We sobered up but the weed is lurking
Limelight stay behind curtains
Shiny vision when we on the line
Revelation to a columbine
Till we've blacken out new space and time, blackout
Hit that nigga like a night switch
Lights out
Don't give a f*ck about your next bitch
Pop out
Drippy sauce on that fresh fit
Blackout
Blackout
Hit that nigga like a night switch
Lights out
Don't give a f*ck about your next bitch
Pop out
Drippy sauce on that fresh fit
Blackout
You a pussy nigga you don't start shit
When i use that clip i stretch your tape just like Lebron bitch
I don't give a f*ck about your gang or where you from bitch
I just care about that f*cking paper in my pocket
You don't even talk shit
We know that you sneak diss
Speaking shit on me without no actions makes you weak bitch
I don't even need a clip
I just use a big stick
Beat you till you get that i don't mothaf*cking play bitch
Blackout
Might just pull the Mac out
Violent when the lights out
Murder beats to pass out
Villain with a cape on
Dressing for the fashion
It has been a month long
Already a classic
SlimxFresh be bashing dancing
Booth be flaming dragons
Tooly stick like Madden
Blow cus minds the weapon
Southside grime we repping
For the flow we in the scope
Purple gaze we indigo
Creeping with our eyes close
Blackout
Hit that nigga like a night switch
Lights out
Don't give a f*ck about your next bitch
Pop out
Drippy sauce on that fresh fit
Blackout
Blackout
Hit that nigga like a night switch
Lights out
Don't give a f*ck about your next bitch
Pop out
Drippy sauce on that fresh fit
Blackout
Slimxfresh - BlxckOut Lyrics
Slimxfresh - BlxckOut Lyrics
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Eyes bleed like creep
Demons mess with my sleep how can I dream
Get up run but got shackles up on my feet
Tryna follow God's pace
Get my followers cop my momma some space
Then I'll dip y'all gon look at me like I'm Mase
Take a look at my face i'm predetermined
Hit squad like I'm Eric sermon
Mile high might fly a Virgin
We sobered up but the weed is lurking
Limelight stay behind curtains
Shiny vision when we on the line
Revelation to a columbine
Till we've blacken out new space and time, blackout
Hit that nigga like a night switch
Lights out
Don't give a f*ck about your next bitch
Pop out
Drippy sauce on that fresh fit
Blackout
Blackout
Hit that nigga like a night switch
Lights out
Don't give a f*ck about your next bitch
Pop out
Drippy sauce on that fresh fit
Blackout
You a pussy nigga you don't start shit
When i use that clip i stretch your tape just like Lebron bitch
I don't give a f*ck about your gang or where you from bitch
I just care about that f*cking paper in my pocket
You don't even talk shit
We know that you sneak diss
Speaking shit on me without no actions makes you weak bitch
I don't even need a clip
I just use a big stick
Beat you till you get that i don't mothaf*cking play bitch
Blackout
Might just pull the Mac out
Violent when the lights out
Murder beats to pass out
Villain with a cape on
Dressing for the fashion
It has been a month long
Already a classic
SlimxFresh be bashing dancing
Booth be flaming dragons
Tooly stick like Madden
Blow cus minds the weapon
Southside grime we repping
For the flow we in the scope
Purple gaze we indigo
Creeping with our eyes close
Blackout
Hit that nigga like a night switch
Lights out
Don't give a f*ck about your next bitch
Pop out
Drippy sauce on that fresh fit
Blackout
Blackout
Hit that nigga like a night switch
Lights out
Don't give a f*ck about your next bitch
Pop out
Drippy sauce on that fresh fit
Blackout
Demons mess with my sleep how can I dream
Get up run but got shackles up on my feet
Tryna follow God's pace
Get my followers cop my momma some space
Then I'll dip y'all gon look at me like I'm Mase
Take a look at my face i'm predetermined
Hit squad like I'm Eric sermon
Mile high might fly a Virgin
We sobered up but the weed is lurking
Limelight stay behind curtains
Shiny vision when we on the line
Revelation to a columbine
Till we've blacken out new space and time, blackout
Hit that nigga like a night switch
Lights out
Don't give a f*ck about your next bitch
Pop out
Drippy sauce on that fresh fit
Blackout
Blackout
Hit that nigga like a night switch
Lights out
Don't give a f*ck about your next bitch
Pop out
Drippy sauce on that fresh fit
Blackout
You a pussy nigga you don't start shit
When i use that clip i stretch your tape just like Lebron bitch
I don't give a f*ck about your gang or where you from bitch
I just care about that f*cking paper in my pocket
You don't even talk shit
We know that you sneak diss
Speaking shit on me without no actions makes you weak bitch
I don't even need a clip
I just use a big stick
Beat you till you get that i don't mothaf*cking play bitch
Blackout
Might just pull the Mac out
Violent when the lights out
Murder beats to pass out
Villain with a cape on
Dressing for the fashion
It has been a month long
Already a classic
SlimxFresh be bashing dancing
Booth be flaming dragons
Tooly stick like Madden
Blow cus minds the weapon
Southside grime we repping
For the flow we in the scope
Purple gaze we indigo
Creeping with our eyes close
Blackout
Hit that nigga like a night switch
Lights out
Don't give a f*ck about your next bitch
Pop out
Drippy sauce on that fresh fit
Blackout
Blackout
Hit that nigga like a night switch
Lights out
Don't give a f*ck about your next bitch
Pop out
Drippy sauce on that fresh fit
Blackout
Writer: Misael Reese, Wendell Dowridge
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid